8.布兰(8)

He did not brought corns for them, but they landed on his shoulder and nibbled his hair like old friends. One even slipped into his pocket for corns. Bran felt funny, and picked him out, his feathers was soft and smooth while he stroking them.
“you should be the hand!” a women’s voice drifted out.
Who? The tower was forsaken long Ago and no one visited that place except bran.
“no, Robert didn’t name me and I don’t care.” a man’s voice echoed, “maybe you should have urged Robert more and he will.”